webbie – g shit lyrics
[intro:]
yeah trill entertainment young savage i’m all the way gangsta
i heard they wanted g-sh-t
well i’ma g it to you n-gg-
[verse 1:]
tell me what you know about me
webbie aka trill ent
young savage n-gg-
in the streets that where i be thats where im at cuz
thats where i was way before the f-ckin’ rap cuz
tryin’ law cap get yo -ss capped cuz
or in the m-th-f-ckin’ trunk behind the speakaz
i pack gatz like them old school beepaz b-tch you got that work but you workin’ them people
yeah
talkin’ sh-t like a hoe about me huh
so like a man i’ma murk you when i see ya
catch yo b-tch on that cell phone shoot up up her nokia
you ain’ stupid you got ears b-tch you know i’m forreal
get that chainsaw and let you feel that pain that i feel
slice yo -ss all the way down from yo brain to yo ear
[chorus:]
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
[verse 2:]
i’m about business n-gg-
an in the kitchen n-gg-
got long bread i can hit you from long distance n-gg-
i’ma bad b-tch getta
a picky picky n-gg-
gotta have a straight face some -ss and some t-tties n-gg-
i’ma untamed gorilla cut throat m-th- f-cka
threw my 18 years i done pulled all types of hustles
you don’t wanna start nothing cuz the whole boot comin
might -ss well ask stevie wonder n-gg- i ain’t seen nothing
f-ck another n-gg- business i’ma mind my own
before i get in another n-gg- sh-t i’ma find my own
yeah play with me and bullets slang like stones
ain’t no sense in wearing vestes cuz those bullets catch domes
but cha know my vest i never leave without that since them p-ssy -ss n-gg-s tried to shoot in my chest
we want that real gangsta sh-t that’s what the real n-gg-s stress
put the savage in the mic it’s a bet
[chorus:]
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
[verse 3:]
i ain’t at home unless i’m right where the block at
i keep a ghetto -ss b-tch out the projects
don’t sell weed cuz i smoke it b-tch i sell crack
don’t buy p-ssy cuz it’s free b-tch i buy lacs
i got stacks cuz i’m all about cake
real n-gg-s i done jacked real n-gg-s bare face
keep a m-th- f-cka k
keep more than one clip
i’ma m-th- f-ckin’ playa i keep more than one b-tch
the real deal so they steal my sh-t
it’s all trill real rappers don’t stop with these hits
it comes to real
i’m the realest
i’m the trill familylidist
you want gangsta sh-t so that’s how you gone get it
[chorus:]
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
you want g-sh-t sh-t
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
well i’ma give it to ya
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